Category Archives: James Clive

Holding Court by Clive James

Retreating from the world, all I can do Is build a new world, one demanding less Acute assessments. Too deaf to keep pace With conversation, I don’t try to guess At meanings, or unpack a stroke of wit, But just … Continue reading

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Japanese Maple by Clive James

Your death, near now, is of an easy sort. So slow a fading out brings no real pain. Breath growing short Is just uncomfortable. You feel the drain Of energy, but thought and sight remain: Enhanced, in fact. When did … Continue reading

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A Perfect Market by Clive James

ou plutôt les chanter Recite your lines aloud, Ronsard advised, Or, even better, sing them. Common speech Held all the rhythmic measures that he prized In poetry. He had much more to teach, But first he taught that. Several poets … Continue reading

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